By cracky, do you believe this guy? Sleeping! When he oughtta be getting up to feed me.
Let’s see… How about the old tickly-whiskers-up-the-nose trick? That usually works. So does walking around on his stomach; and if he had longer hair, I could step on it. That gets a rise out of ’em. Then there’s always pat-pat-pat on the lips…
The great Helvetian vaudeville performer Otto Potzi had pet wasps who used to sting him awake. Pet cats are better.
My cat Iggy does the dance-on-the-stomach wakeup. My previous cat, CoCo, did the face-nibble.
I think I’ve had most of these happen to me, at one time or another. They certainly know how to make their presence known.